Sister, stay away from me!

Chapter 110 Zhao Ziyue's Curse
"How did you know?"

"There is a gambler looking for someone, and the lady he described is that lady, so I know about it. I have been looking for you all day, and now I finally found it."

"How do I know you're not lying to us?"

The gambler immediately took out a dice: "Let's bet big or small, and the big one wins. Set a condition, if you win, I will only tell you the truth."

After finishing speaking, the gambler immediately threw the dice, which happened to land on one point.

Wang Huai also threw out a five o'clock casually, and quickly asked: "Is someone really looking for us?"

"Yes."

"Number?"

"I don't know, but the opponent should be quite powerful, that old ghost has been surrendered."

"Why help me?"

"My lord has the aura of a judge. It should be that you have helped someone who is bound to become a judge, and you have contaminated some of the other party's karma. If I can make friends with you, my lord, then I will be able to relax when I go to the underworld."

"Aren't you from Northern Xinjiang?"

"Da Zhou was a businessman and died as a guest in northern Xinjiang. Before he died, he was alone, and after he died, he had no one to guide him. He could only be a lonely ghost. But if he can have a relationship with an adult, then he can get some blessings later, and he can also be called The judge brought it back to the underworld and re-entered reincarnation."

With a wry smile, the gambler said: "Being a ghost is very hard. There is no one to lead the way, and you can't even go to hell. The five senses have almost disappeared, and you can't enjoy anything. You can't feel anything. You can only play cards to maintain this kind of status." Days. If you get rid of it, your soul will fly away, and you will not be able to reincarnate. Therefore, please let me help you, and when the judge returns, I can also re-enter reincarnation."

A ghost who meets the conditions cannot lie, and Wang Huai knows where the other party's feeling comes from.

Before in the capital, I saved Wen Zhanghuan's life with half of my "Encouraging Learning", and it was at that time that the two formed a karma.

Although Wen Zhanghuan doesn't know now, he will be promoted to judge immediately after his death, and this good fortune cannot escape.

Knowing the purpose of this gambler, Wang Huai felt relieved.

It would be dangerous if the other party said that they hit it off right away and wanted to be their father, mother, wife, husband, son and daughter.

Asking the other party to get up, Wang Huai immediately asked, "What's your name?"

"Shi Youxin."

"Okay, help me complete my task, and I promise to give you a few words of kindness when I see the judge."

Shi Youxin was overjoyed immediately, and immediately said: "Thank you for your success, sir, this way. I have been operating in this city before, so I am very familiar with this place. Let's leave by the small path."

Wang Huai immediately packed his luggage with Yue Ling and Dan Qingzi, then followed Shi Youxin and left the inn quickly.

Not long after they left the inn, a group of people came here.

Zhao Ziyue, who was the leader, looked at the inn, and said to Mo Feng beside him, "Is it here?"

Before Mo Feng could speak, the gambler who was stuffed with a mouth ball faltered.

Asking Mo Feng to remove the mouth ball, the gambler immediately said: "That's right, I heard from the shadow ghosts that they live here."

"Very honest." Mo Feng said with a smile, "I will give you more rewards in a while."

Hearing that there would be more rewards, the gambler's soul softened.

Zhao Ziyue was about to go upstairs when she suddenly noticed another group of people approaching not far away.

There are three people on the other side, each of them is wearing armor, dancing while walking, which looks quite strange.

Listening carefully, Zhao Ziyue heard some discordant voices from the other party.

It was the sound of someone who completely lost his mind and fell into madness after being blessed by the gods.

"Are you a follower of Di Hentian... Mo Feng, stop them, others, follow me to Miss."

The three believers who were walking noticed that Zhao Ziyue suddenly accelerated, and their speed also increased.

Just halfway through the rush, a tall and burly figure stopped in front of them.

Facing the monk who blocked him, the three armored warriors shot decisively, and the sharp sabers struck from different angles, directly cutting into Mo Feng's body.

Mo Feng, who was hit, not only did not cry out in pain, but looked intoxicated at the deep wounds: "As expected of me, even the inside is so perfect."

"Crazy!" A warrior in armor couldn't help shouting.

Another slash, almost cutting off Mo Feng's lazy waist.

But Mo Feng still did not dodge or dodge, but said intoxicatedly: "Continue, vigorously, don't stop!"

Three people cut three swords, and the impenetrable knife net kept falling on Mo Feng's body, causing hundreds of wounds, large and small, to appear on his body.

The more they slashed, the more uncomfortable the three of them felt.

The armor they wore had the blessing of the Emperor Hentian, no matter what an ordinary monk should be hacked to death, this man was still alive.

Before they figured out why, they heard Mo Feng shouting presumptuously: "It's coming!"

The samurai on the far left disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Then, the one on the right.

Only then did the warrior in the middle see that two giant swords appeared in Mo Feng's hands at some point.

The giant sword like a door panel swatted his two companions away like a fly, leaving only the one in the middle.

These two giant swords are completely condensed by pain. The more serious the injury Mo Feng suffers within a period of time, the stronger these two giant swords will be.

After condensing the giant sword, the wound on Mo Feng's body completely disappeared.

Licking his lips, Mo Feng looked at the samurai in front of him and said, "It's alright, today I would rather be one-on-one."

As a believer of Emperor Hentian, this warrior is a bit crazy, but not stupid.

Seeing Mo Feng at this moment, he felt that his madness was nothing.

The guy in front of him is the most terrifying, a monster condensed with madness.

Now he has completely forgotten the belief of Di Hentian, and only one thought remains.

escape.

Run away!
But as soon as he turned around, the back of the giant sword broke his legs, causing his knees to bend in the opposite direction and kneeling on the ground.

While Mo Feng walked forward slowly, a monk from the vertical and horizontal sect suddenly appeared, picked up a waist drum and beat powerful music.

Holding the warrior's neck from behind, Mo Feng whispered, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in living people."

"Then why did you draw out the dagger!"

"Because I fell in love with your armor at first sight! Come on, feel my love."

"No, no!"

In the powerful music, iron and flesh are constantly intertwined, composing an epic of people and things.

Zhao Ziyue, who walked into the inn, felt a little irritated when he heard this voice.

These vertical and horizontal guys are indeed lunatics.

Walking into the inn, he waved his hand to tell the innkeeper to shut up, and then listened carefully.

Without hearing Yue Ling's voice, he took a portrait of Yue Ling in front of the innkeeper: "Have you seen this man?"

"You may or may not have seen it."

Pushing a copper plate in dissatisfaction, he asked, "What about now?"

"I've never seen this before."

Zhao Ziyue took back the copper plate helplessly, and said to the people behind: "Which one of you will use punishment? The gentle one, don't scare this girl."

"I'm not interested in women."

"I'm not interested in people who don't have families."

"I'm not interested in the first time."

……

After discovering that everyone behind them was talented, Zhao Ziyue knew that he had to do it himself.

Leaning close to the woman's ear, Zhao Ziyue whispered, "The sky, the earth, the ocean, and far away, there is a group of ducks passing by the bridge in front of the door, what do the ducks call?"

The woman's eyes gradually became dull, she opened her mouth, and said nonchalantly, "How many guests are there?"

"It's not this kind of duck, it's in the water."

"You need to add money to the water."

"...Why are people in Northern Xinjiang like this! Forget it, it's okay, tell me where this person went?"

"I came back at dusk, and I haven't been out since then."

"Understood, learn to crow for a while, and then forget that we have been here. Three, two, one, learn."

"Cuckoo~"

"It's not called that! Wait, it seems to be called that."

After leaving the inn, Zhao Ziyue said: "Let's go, the young lady has already escaped. The other party should also have ghosts to help, this time it may be a little troublesome. Mo Feng, did you find anything?"

Mo Feng, who was covered in sweat, came over, drank some water and said, "I found out, they are followers of Emperor Hentian. This time, they are here to expel the people from the Immortal League, so they won't interfere with the ceremony."

"It has nothing to do with us, we just need to find the lady. Didn't kill anyone?"

"No, just a little love."

Zhao Ziyue glanced back: "That's not a little bit, forget it, it's not important. We just need to find the young lady, there is no need to conflict with Di Hentian's people. Send that person back, and then fight with Di Hentian's people." Believers explain, and they should forgive us."

"What if they don't forgive?"

"They are busy dealing with the Xianmeng now, and they have no time to manage the Demon Gate. Wash the things, so that people don't feel uncomfortable after looking at them."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Ziyue felt a figure suddenly appear in front of her. Someone stuck to her side without anyone noticing, and then punched her in the head.

What kind of technique is this?
Why is there no movement at all!

Not only him, but even the cultivators of the vertical and horizontal sect behind him didn't feel it, they could only watch the meteor-like punch hit Zhao Ziyue.

Unfortunately, this punch was blocked.

The burly Mo Feng and Quan Yun jointly blocked the punch, and the expressions on their faces became very solemn.

Turning around and kicking, Quan Yun directly kicked the attacker away, and Mo Feng got up to catch up.

The two joined forces, and countless fists struck continuously, and they only fought to a tie with each other.

Realizing that he would be unable to take down the opponent for a while, Quan Yun roared angrily, and was about to use his ultimate move, when he found that the opponent had already hidden his body and disappeared without a trace.

"...Dragon Qi, Yulong Night Walk? The other party is from the Tian family?"

Quan Yun was puzzled, and then heard Zhao Ziyue's voice: "It's broken."

"what happened?"

"It's hit."

Quan Yun stepped forward and found that the person who was beaten by Mo Feng before had been found, but the armor on his body was stripped off, leaving only a pair of underpants.

Seeing that the two sets of armor were missing, Zhao Ziyue said in a low voice: "One person attracted our attention, and the other two went to take off their armor. This way, we can blame us, which is easy to calculate."

"This man is amazing, he's bringing misfortune to the east." A monk of the vertical and horizontal sect admired sincerely.

"That's right, he came up with such a method in such a short time, this person is really amazing."

"It must be absorbed into the vertical and horizontal faction."

"That's right, there hasn't been a newcomer in the Zongheng faction for a long time, so hurry up and join in, let's plot against others together."

"That's right, it's a beautiful thing to calculate others."

Looking at the excited vertical and horizontal monks, Zhao Ziyue felt that this team was really difficult to lead.

But recalling the other party's familiar butt, Zhao Ziyue showed another smile on his face.

Bad girl, do you want to play games with me?

So, let's have fun!

With a wave of his hand, he summoned a fan with words printed on the front and back of the fan.

There are a total of thirty of these characters, and each character is shining with silver light.

This fan is his rare object, the Qinglu Fan, born with the second level and acquired the third level.

But once used properly, this fan can have the ability comparable to the innate fourfold.

Every day, this fan will automatically light up a word.

Using these words as materials to cast spells will greatly enhance the power of spells.

The more words, the stronger the power.

If the thirty characters are used together, even the most common spells can produce a power comparable to that of a great supernatural power.

"After thirty days of accumulation, the accumulation is finally full. Miss Wang, I'm sorry."

Turning the fan over slowly, the words on the fan flashed past, and all the silver light on it disappeared, turning into a black curse and flying towards the outside of the city.

Throwing the three fainted guys aside, Zhao Ziyue said: "Let's go, the relationship with Dihentian believers will be repaired later, and we will continue to find Miss."

"Let's go, let's take down the person next to Miss too!"

Outside the city, Wang Huai carried his luggage and followed Shi Youxin through the path. After a while, he walked out of the town and came to the path.

Behind him, Yue Ling and Dan Qingzi had already put on the borrowed armor, feeling the strange power from the armor.

"This armor is so strange, it feels almost like a magic weapon." Yue Ling pointed at the armor that fit instantly.

Shi Youxin glanced back, and said nervously: "This is Lord Wuri's armor, each piece has the spirit of the ancestors of the Wuri family, so it is almost a magic weapon. It is best not to let Wuri find out, he is very Be careful."

"Oh, that's fine." Wang Huai said indifferently, "It doesn't matter if I ordered his room, just dress like this."

"Really? Junior brother, do you want to change with me? You always fight with your fists, and you happen to be missing one."

Wang Huai glanced at Yue Ling: "No, I have tiger armor."

"The stone has a letter, can you wear it?"

Shi Youxin was flattered immediately: "Miss, no need, I'm a gambler, I can't wear it."

"Yes, then I will wear it first."

Seeing the generous Yue Ling, Wang Huai found that the other party had some advantages.

I wanted to praise the other party a few words, but Wang Huai suddenly felt wrong.

Turning his head, he saw a sharp black arrow coming through the air, flying directly towards his chest, about to pass through his chest.

Yue Ling also noticed this.

The bronze sword then flew out, intertwined with the sharp arrows in the air.

But the sharp arrow, like a loach, directly bypassed the bronze sword and continued to fly towards Wang Huai.

Before he had time to think, Yue Ling immediately stopped in front of Wang Huai, using his body as a shield to block the arrow.

Seeing this scene, Wang Huai hurriedly shouted: "Senior Sister, are you alright?"

Leaning on Wang Huai's chest, Yue Ling said weakly: "I can't do it anymore, I owe the 3000 taels silver to others, junior sister, please pay it back for me."

"I see! It's ok!"

"I stole your shoes before and sold them to Lin Qiushui."

"Although I want to kill you a little bit, but I forgive you."

"And there is... well, it seems that there is nothing wrong."

Yue Ling touched the place where he was shot by the black arrow just now, and found that there was neither wound nor bleeding.

Finding that he was safe, Yue Ling immediately turned around and said, "Junior Sister, what I just did was just a joke before I died, don't take it seriously."

"Those questions don't matter."

"Junior Sister, you are really kind."

"We have more important problems now."

"What is it?"

"this."

Wang Huai raised his right hand helplessly.

It was only at this time that Yue Ling realized that the hands of the two were tightly held together, as inseparable as lovers.

(End of this chapter)